Dream Diary?

Pernah dengar pasal dream diary tak? Ofcoz bukan sejenis makanan! (ouh...asyik ingat pasal makan jek lately...haiyakkk). Kata Atox angkat saya (Atox Google meh) :

A dream journal (or dream diary) is a journal in which dream experiences are recorded. A dream journal might include a record of nightly dreams, personal reflections andwaking dream experiences. It is often used in the study of dreams and psychology.

 *Sila Google Translate untuk keterangan lebih jelas akan ayat diatas. ^_^*

Kiranya macam nilah,
satu hari tuh korang mimpi yang ala-tak-ala masyuk; kira macam Alice in Wonderland ke, then bila bangun tidur, korang tulis mimpi korang as diary or lebih spesifik jurnal. Well kalau nak ikutkan, this is quite rare lah kan, to have your own dream diary since not everyone capable or ada banyak masa to write down their dream in papers. And for me, saya pun tak pernah dengar even tak pernah terfikir pun benda nih wujud. Yeklah, selalu dengar orang tulis diary pasal what had happen in their real life, kalau pasal mimpi nih memang rare lah kot. Thanx to my technical writing lecturer yang introduce me this thing (bukan secara langsung lah).

Actually this happen when I'm in my 2nd year of studies. This lecturer gave us; the students an assignment on creative thinking tools. Dia bagi a long list of creative thinking tools and ask us to choose one, tapi bersyarat. Which is tajuk yang dipilih kalau boleh jangan sama dengan orang lain sebab it will give you disadvantage when lecturer start to compare yours with the others; which one is better. So sebabkan tak mau sama punya pasal, saya pun pilih tajuk yang sangat rare and at the same time I found it interesting (maybe sebab saya tak suka tulis diary and I thought others will think the same way I do...ahaha agak childish jua kan??). And LUCKY me, takde yang sama tajuk denga saya.*wink*

Then I proceed dengan tajuk "Keeping A Dream Diary". OK, such a long intro..haishh

Tapi.tapi.dan tapi. After I proceed with this rare thinking tools, I've found out yang tajuk nih memang sangat interesting. Yup! True! SANGAT INTERESTING! Sebab :

• Secara logiknya, banyak benda yang absurd, yang tak mungkin kita buat dalam real life, happen in your dream. Contoh macam kita tak pernah terbang, tapi dalam mimpi kita terbang. So even kita tak pernah terbang, kita boleh feel macam mana terbang (even taklah real feel, tapi at least you could imagine right). 
• Dan ini secara tidak langsungnya telah menjana satu idea yang kreatif. Sebab tuh, ada penulis novel atau pengarah atau siapa sahaja, mendapat ilham dari mimpi. 
• Bila korang start tulis 'dream diary' and one day korang go through balik tulisan korang, korang akan rasa satu perasaan yang macam "Wow! Aku pernah mengalami benda macam ni rupanya" or "Oh! macam ni rupanya bila kena langgar"..ahaha
• Dream diary ni, secara tidak langsung akan menjadi satu koleksi buku lawak or something refreshing untuk korang once korang dah rasa bosan tahap menyembah bumi da. Since most of the dream nih benda2 yang absurd kan, so bila baca balik, kadang-kadang korang akan tergelak sendiri.^__^

Nak cakap banyak pun tak reti deh. Apa kata kalau korang ada masa, korang try sendiri. Macam mana nak try? OK, selalunya bila korang bangun dari tidur korang akan lupa mimpi korangkan, most probably sebab bangun tidur banyak benda kena buat so that korang lupa dah apa yang korang mimpikan tadi. So, why not korang try tidur sebelah bantal letaklah satu notebook (kecik pun jadilah) dan pen. Bangun nanti boleh terus tulis- kalau rajinlah. Kalau tak, tulis isi-isi penting je pun ok jua (macam nak buat karangan SPM pula)..hehehe. Saya sendiri, sebabkan nak buat assignment yang lecture bagi, I've tried it myself. And I've found it really interesting. Tapi, sebab saya bukanlah jenis yang suka tulis-tulis (tengok blog pun tahu-payah update...heee), so saya hanya tulis mimpi yang saya rasa best sahaja.

Ouh bias lah ini orang!! lol.. :p

OK! Saje nak show off!! ^_^
tadaaaa...my 1st dream diary (tpksa go thru balik folder sem 3 crik mnde nih..hehehe)

“In my dream, I am a soul without body and I never know that I am not belong to the world anymore. At this time, I am inside my father’s car with my mum, dad and sister. I feel weird when no one talks to me. The conversation is between my dad, mum and sister only. They treat me like I am no longer exist. They ignore my presence. I am really confused at this time. I try to call and even yell at them several times, but it seems useless as no one bother me. Now I know how the feeling to be ignored by others is. I feel so sad, disappointed and depress at the same time. I pray to God, hope that someone will hear to my words.

             Suddenly, I arrive at a destination that I am not very sure where it is. One thing that I remember, that place is full of silence, surrounded by white buildings and not even one vehicle is around. There is a group of people who are infesting over something at one side of the road. My instinct is not so good. I want to know what is happening over there. I start walking close to that crowd. I am speechless and shock as I see my body is lying numbness on the pavement with blood stained everywhere. I am crying badly. Now, I remember that I have already died when I am trying to safe my family from those strangers who are robbing my house. I feel so sad. How can I express my love to my family as I have already died? Do they know that I really love them from my bottom heart? When I see my mum and sister who are crying over my dead body, I feel so touch. Oh God! I really hope that you give a very last chance for me to express my love to them. At least, please let one of them hear what I am going to say. I do not want to see them sad. I do not want to see they blamed themselves for my death.  As God willing, my sister can hear and even talk to me. I am very grateful for that. But I do not know why the first thing I ask her is about my lovable DVD, “Hanazakarino Kimitachie”. I even ask her to watch over my DVD as I am not around anymore.

            The situation now back again inside the car. I ask her to tell mum and dad about my existence there. Mum and dad are not believe to my sister saying and say that maybe my sister is still shock for my death. However, my sister never giving up and still tries her best to make our parents believe on what she has said. Finally, they believe my sister words. I am very grateful for the second time. After awhile, I express my last words to mum and dad. I beg them stop crying and do not be sad anymore over my death as it is God will. I also ask them stop blaming themselves and pray for my happiness in the new world. Lastly, for my sister, I ask her to take care of mum, dad and also my DVD. Before I go, I kiss their forehead each. Even they cannot see me, but they can feel my presence and it is enough for me”.

#sorry..grammar here and there..saya-budak-baru-belajar-kalau-salah-sila-jolokkan @_@ 

#suggested untuk mereka yang suka menulis and perhaps ada keinginan untuk menjadi penulis. InsyaAllah~~
#impress bila baca dream diary sendiri sebab tak pernah sangka boleh tulis satu cerita full. boleh lah lepas nih bagi kat scriptwriter kasik touch up..ahahaha